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... re towering, the roots were intricately intertwined, and there was a violent vibration in the Wanling Palace.
Qing Lin was sitting on the seat, drinking tea while looking at the irritable Vermilion Bird in front of him, watching his flaming sword smash the ground fiercely, and the whole person exuded a very strong low pressure.
"You just destroyed the Wanling Palace, what's the use?" Qinglin looked at him with his chin on his back, "If Zheliu hadn't been protecting you, your bones ...
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